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It was becoming dangerous…this thing with Julian.

It was too fun and too easy. “Is your brother looking this way, Jules?”

“I don’t know. I’m looking at you.”

It was the tone he used, deep and husky as a country love song, that made Molly almost forget that this was just an act.

“I’m pretty sure he’s watching,” she whispered, moving closer to Julian’s ear. She leaned against his chest and whispered, “I’m thinking we could just stroll off somewhere private and return a little disheveled, you know. Let his imagination run wild with jealousy.”

She could feel the coiled tension in the muscles underneath Julian’s shirt as he dropped his head to whisper back into her ear, his lips grazing her earlobe.

“As you wish.”